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Without the street lights, everyone felt it was OK. The whole city was kind of used to it. No one ever imagined improvements like street lights in the city of Buea so soon. Even when the poles were being planted and the cable works done, most still thought it was just a campaign move against the upcoming elections.

The first time the lights went operational was on the eve of the University of Buea’s Convocation ceremony. Everyone harbored the conception that the street lights were meant just for the convocation ceremony and that they will be put off the next day. It was easy to think like that since the convocation ceremony of the students of the University of Buea has always been the greatest occasion in that small town.

To everyone’s surprise, the street lights were not discontinued as speculated. People started hoping that it was a permanent situation but most believed that after some other public holidays like X-Mas, New Year, 11th February and the mount Cameroon race of hope, the street lights will be history.

Why did people have such conceptions? Is the city council too poor to afford for street lights. Oh, I don’t think that is the appropriate question since they already have them. Are they considered to poor to pay the bills? Maybe not. Is it politically impossible for the Anglophone minority to enjoy such privileges? Is there anything bad about development except meeting up with accompanying responsibilities?

The initial assumptions that the street lights were put in place just for the public holidays may be correct. If so, then why did they allow the lights on several days after the Mountain race and trade fair? That may be difficult answering but logically, they may have added some days of grace just to blindfold the masses. Last night, the street lights went into extinction. I will wait till it is night time. My conclusion on this story will depend on whether they will be on this night or not.

PJ Isreal Hussein and Galaxy J. One hit Africa with "E MAKE SENSE", their debut.

They are passionate, serious and dedicated to their course. At last, they made it. A debut album is not always an easy task. They have been into music for a long time and I always knew there is something in them that will explode into the dream they have always lived.

I was with them at the University of Buea and have watched them record at Slim Records. I have even featured in one of their tracks recorded by Big Slim himself, at Dirty South City.

This album titled in Pidgin English “E MAKE SENSE” literally means “there is a lot of meaning in this”. These guys rap in three languages; French, English and Pidgin. I guess that is one of the characteristics that makes them the masses’ choice. They do both singing and raping and filled in this 14-track album is a whole lot of emotions, truth and education behind the songs.

They are my pals. We shared the same dream. They are now ahead of me and I am happy they are making it and looking back at us. They both took the pains to personally deliver an autographed copy of their CD to me.

I will send them a mail this night requesting for permission to put up their songs on CamHooD. I hope that doesn’t go against the contracts they have signed with their sponsors and producers.

To learn more about them, meet them at their official website www.zionside.co.cc

Up there in Bamenda, my home town, it was lots of fun but I still missed Buea so much because of a number of reasons.

First, I don’t have friends in Bamenda as much as I have down here in Buea. I meet lots of old friends here and make new ones. At my job site, I see tens of friends each day and try to meet up with a few online. I really missed communicating with Lainy, Ivy, Allena, Vilma and Kittle.

Secondly, I missed blogging. Since there is no internet in my village, the only time I could blog was in town at a cybercafe. It is very boring blogging that way. Most of the time when I sat in front of the computer, the rampant outages won’t allow me make a single post.

Thirdly, I missed work. My job is very tedious but I still enjoy it. Doing noth8ing but watching TV, partying with friends and sleeping was already getting boring. I am glad I am back to living a “normal” life.

On Wednesday, mum came back from work at about 7pm. Imagine the look on her face when I told her I will be heading for Buea that same like. “You are just like your father”, she said, and my Aunt rounded it up “does anyone not give birth to another person’s child”? . I understood what they were up to, but thank God they allowed me to travel. I had to leave at 8pm so as to be at the park on time but before I looked at the clock, it was almost 9pm so I had to leave in a great rush. I hurried to Edith’s place, took some parcels she prepared for Noela and went straight to the motor park. I was almost late.

When I arrived Buea early (5AM) yesterday morning, I stopped at Noela’s place and spent the whole day with her. I helped her check a few things on her brand new laptop. I also helped type a few paragraphs of her assignments and watched an Indian movie names “Doom”.

Later in the evening, we paid a visit to Rosy where we watched TV and a movie names “Two Week Notice”. It was an interesting day. I spent the night at Noela’s place and here I am, at work, and trying to make some updates on this blog. It is almost 2pm. I guess Lainy should be online now. Let me check…